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Love from Paddington
Ações de livro
Comece a ler- Editora:
- HarperCollins
- Lançado em:
- Dec 23, 2014
- ISBN:
- 9780062368171
- Formato:
- Livro
Descrição
A brand-new novel from Michael Bond, celebrating Paddington's many adventures!
Told through Paddington's letters to his aunt Lucy back in Peru, this new novel offers Paddington's own special view on some of his most famous tales. Filled with Paddington's signature charm and with black-and-white illustrations throughout, this paper-over-board keepsake is a celebration of this beloved character.
Ações de livro
Comece a lerDados do livro
Love from Paddington
Descrição
A brand-new novel from Michael Bond, celebrating Paddington's many adventures!
Told through Paddington's letters to his aunt Lucy back in Peru, this new novel offers Paddington's own special view on some of his most famous tales. Filled with Paddington's signature charm and with black-and-white illustrations throughout, this paper-over-board keepsake is a celebration of this beloved character.
- Editora:
- HarperCollins
- Lançado em:
- Dec 23, 2014
- ISBN:
- 9780062368171
- Formato:
- Livro
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Love from Paddington - Michael Bond
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PREFACE
One night, many moons ago, the ocean liner SS Karenia left the Peruvian port of Lima in South America and set sail for Europe.
There was nothing unusual in that, for it was a regular crossing carrying as many passengers as it could take, along with a full crew to look after their every need during the voyage.
However, on this particular occasion, unbeknown to the captain, they had a stowaway aboard. He had been smuggled onto the ship at the very last moment by his aunt, and he was hiding under a sheet of tarpaulin in one of the lifeboats.
Now, promise me you will write,
she said as the liner’s siren gave an impatient wail that echoed round the harbor.
I promise to write as soon as I get the chance,
said the bear.
I’ve filled your suitcase with jars of marmalade for the journey,
said his aunt. And I have paid one of the crew to make sure you never run short of drinking water.
While she was talking, she tied a large label round her nephew’s neck. I’ve knotted the string twice over,
she said, so it shouldn’t come apart. But you may find it very useful, so do take care of it.
Thank you, Aunt Lucy,
said the bear, raising his hat. You are very kind.
He would have preferred cocoa, but he was much too polite to say so.
In any case, there was no time for more, as the gap between the Karenia and the quay began to widen, and his aunt had to make good her escape by sliding down a rope.
She only just managed to avoid falling into the harbor, and by the time she had righted herself, a wall of darkness separated her from the lifeboat.
She wiped away a tear as she waved a last good-bye into the pitch-black night. I hope I’ve done the right thing,
she said when she arrived back at the Home. It feels as though I have lost a part of myself.
Of course you’ve done the right thing,
said the oldest inhabitant. She stopped knitting and set her rocking chair in motion to emphasize the point.
This is no place for a young cub full of the joys of spring. That bear needs to go out into the world. We shall hear more about him before the year is out . . . you mark my words.
I wish I’d given him a good book to read,
said Aunt Lucy.
"You will need one yourself by the time the Karenia reaches the end of its journey," said another bear.
It’s always worse for the one who stays behind,
she added.
And she was right, for Aunt Lucy soon lost count of the number of raffia table mats she made while she awaited news. Luckily it was the tourist season, so they soon disappeared from the stall permanently outside their building.
Then one day a postman arrived brandishing an envelope, the front of which was festooned with blue labels and strange-looking stamps.
It was addressed to Aunt Lucy, c/o The Home for Retired Bears, Lima.
By popular request, Aunt Lucy dropped the table mat she was working on and began reading the contents of the letter out loud to the other bears.
Dear Aunt Lucy, I . . .
she began, before pausing for a moment as the next word seemed to have been crossed out for some reason.
"I eggspect expect this will come as a great surprise to you, but not only have I arrived in England, but I have an address!
"I’m staying at Number 32 Windsor Gardens, and it isn’t at all like the Home for Retired Bears. You may not believe this, but it’s very near the Portobello Road, which you have often talked about when you suggested I might like living in London.
"I have been taken in for the next day or two by a nice family called the Browns, but I’m hoping it will be much longer than that because I am very happy here. I have my own bed, so I am on my best behavior, which isn’t
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